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Forth Feather ƸӜƷ Video / Action

[The first thing one can see when looking in their journal, is Kohaku staring right back. It's obvious she's wet, and has quite a few spots of mud on her face, but if you watch her for long enough, it's pretty easy to tell she's not moving. Why? She is currently being held down by something! She can use her hands and feet just fine, but when she tries to get up...well, the only thing that happens is that she gets more mud on her face.

Eventually she stares at the book for too long though-]

Hello...I know it's kind of wet outside, and I think I'm stuck...or something heavy is on me, and I can't get up! I can't even turn around to see what it is...but I was wondering if someone could help. I would really like to be inside.

I understand if you don't want to help though. It's not very nice out.

[Although she doesn't like it, she could stay outside for the rest of the day without any problems, but laying in some mud, and grass is decently uncomfortable for her. Anybody walking around the edge of the forest should be able to spot her, since purple clothes don't exactly go with green! And if they watch her she looks like she's trying her very first push-up.(Which she kind of is) She doesn't get very high before she flops back down to the ground.

At least things can't get any worse!]

[ooc: She's just gone from 15lbs to 85lbs~ And sorry for the repost. I looked at the calender.]

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[It's easy to see why people get startled, but now that she mentions it, Firo feels bad for reacting that way. She seems fine, but what if she's self conscious? He drops his gaze to the ground and slowly pulls his hand away.]

Oh, um... Sorry.

So you... You can actually fly with those...

[He's slow, but he catches up eventually!]

[She finds the reactions amusing, though the wings diappear once he moves his hand away.]

Yes, although I don't normally need them to fly. Usually I can just hop up and fly, but right now I can't even jump a little.

Just hop?

[He shakes his head; it's difficult to imagine.]

What about, like... gravity and stuff?

I don't weigh very much, so it doesn't take much to get in the air.

[Does it hit her now? NOPE.]

...What?

[Firo imagines that angel bodies work similar to humans; she feels normal enough.]

I mean, you felt pretty light, but it doesn't work like that! You'd hafta be light as a feather!

[That earns a strange look from her.]

That's because I am.

But when I just--

[Suddenly, it dawns on him.]

...Is that what you meant when you said I woulda' sent you flyin'? When I was helpin' you up?

Yes, what else would that mean?

Well, I thought maybe you were...

[Crazy. Now he's wondering if he's the crazy one and this is all an hallucination.

He waves his hand dismissively.]

Never mind.

But you felt pretty normal when I helped you up. Like a normal human, I mean, so... what happened?

[Most people only think she's crazy when she tells them she can talk to plants.]

But I only weigh fifteen pounds, humans are ten times that normally, right?

...I was kidnapped though.

Depends on the human, I think. You didn't feel like you weighed that much... but definitely more than fifteen pounds.

By the Malnosso? That could explain it!

[If only he'd thought to ask about that when she first realized something was weird...]

It would make sense...Normally I can't even lift over thirty pounds.

[This is so unfair Malnosso...]

Guess that'd explain why it was hard for you to get off the ground...

[He shakes his head.]

They're real jerks about the things they do to people. Usually this stuff wears off in a few weeks, if that makes you feel better.

I know, they normally are much meaner when they kidnap someone. This isn't the worst thing I've been through.

[Forever optimistic.]

[He laughs, wondering if he'd be able to have the same attitude if this were him.]

It's good you're bein' positive about it.

Hey, do you think if we got you a cane it'd help?

[Because they can't exactly go around like this for however long it takes this to wear off.]

Being negative won't help. [And she doesn't really know how anyway.]

Maybe. It can't hurt to try.

You think so? It keeps you from gettin' too disappointed.

[He wouldn't call himself a pessimist, though. A realist, maybe. It'd be more accurate to say he's somewhere in the middle: he tends to expect the worst from the world but to maintain faith in his ability to deal with it.]

I can look for a stick right now until we find something better. There's gotta be one nearby since there's all these trees.

Maybe, but thinking in negative ways isn't good.

[It's not healthy to always think about things that can go wrong.]

I'll stay here then. [Just put her near a try to hold on to.]

[He shrugs.]

Eh, who knows?

[He walks them over to a tree, staying near enough that he can help her sit down if she needs to.]

You'll be all right like this?

[She'll stick with standing, so she doesn't have to get up again, and hold right onto the tree.]

I think so.

[He nods and turns to go farther into the trees. But not too much farther--he's not really used to all this nature and he's heard enough crazy stories about what kind of animals might be in a forest.

Soon enough he returns with a stick that should be sturdy enough to lean on. He waves to her as he approaches and then holds it out to her when he stops.]

Think this'll work?

[He's concerned that it might not be enough, but it has to be worth a shot.]

[When he hands it to her, she's going to be looking very much like an old person, being very wobbly.

But eventually she gets it. She has to shift her weight often, but she can do it.]

I think so.

[He stays nearby, unsure of what to do except be ready to catch her if it isn't enough; it would be kind of mean to let her fall again.

He wasn't sure how much faith to have in this idea, so he looks a bit too surprised when it seems to work.]

Really? Great!

[Still, it probably isn't a good idea to leave her on her own.]

You want me to walk you home?

[She's trying really hard not to fall! She even gets more steady the longer she stands there. She's just getting used to it.]

Yes, if you don't mind though.

I don't mind at all. I'd have to be a real jerk if I left you on your own.

[He rocks back on his heels, glancing around as if he's trying to spot her house.]

Which way?